The Girl Next Door - Emma Hart Page 0,54

the countertop and holding me against him.

“Can’t walk,” I muttered.

Laughing, he pulled me over to the sofa and dropped me down to sit on it. He straightened up and stripped naked, stepping out of his jeans and kicking them to the side. After he sat next to me, I climbed on top of him, almost sending the vase on my coffee table flying to the floor with my lack of coordination.

I straddled him, nestling my knees either side of his hips. It was easy to kiss him, and from here, I was in control. I rested my hands either side of his neck and lowered my lips onto his. He reached between us and wrapped his hand around his cock, using his other to guide my hips until he could push inside me.

I moaned as the sensation of him filling me rolled through my body. A shiver ran down my spine, and Kai placed his hand on my back with his fingers splayed. I rocked my hips as I moved on him, still kissing him, reveling in every single touch we shared.

It was good.

So good.

Every inch of me came alive as I fucked him. His groans were like music to my ears, and I bounced on him, rocking my hips every time I came down and took him fully inside me.

Kai’s grip got tighter. His fingers dug into me, branding me with his touch, and my pleasure rose to the point I could no longer kiss him while I fucked him. I could barely breathe, and every single exhale seemed to come out with a moan attached to him.

Round and round and round my pleasure went, swirling through my body, driving me utterly insane.

He moved his grip to my ass. He held me in place and shifted us so we were flatter, then thrust into me. He took over completely, fucking me so hard I was barely a decibel from a scream by the time my orgasm hit.

Not that it stopped him. He fucked me through it, never relenting, even when my body went rigid as a second one spread through me. My muscles ached with the endless clenching, and I sagged against Kai as he came inside me with a guttural grunt against the side of my neck.

The vibrations danced across my skin, and a sigh escaped my lips as I came down from the ultimate high.

He slid his arms around me and held me tight. I moved so my boobs weren’t pressed flat against his chest and making me wince, and he whispered a, “Sorry,” into my ear, complete with a kiss to the lobe.

After a minute or so, I moved up and off him and onto the sofa. “I guess I’m cleaning the sofa tomorrow.”

He rolled in my direction and kissed my cheek. “I’ll take off the cushion covers and wash them.”

“Aw, how domestic of you.”

Chuckling, he got up with a groan that was a whole lot less sexy than a few minutes before.

I held my boobs and forced myself to get up. There was no way I was going to sit here on the sofa and get it all messy, even if Kai had offered to launder the cushions for me.

And by launder, I was sure he meant put them in with his boxers.

I got up and followed him into the bathroom. He was standing somewhat forlornly in front of the sink, staring at the little cup that held my toothbrush.

All right, it was a mug that said, ‘Fuck Off, I’m Reading.’

We’re not all perfect, okay?

“That’s an interesting toothbrush holder.”

I grabbed a towel and shoved it between my legs before I sat on top of the toilet seat. “It was all I had in here at the time. And I never got around to buying a proper toothbrush holder. Is that really why you’re staring at it?”

“No. I’m thinking I need to bring a toothbrush over here.”

I pointed to the cabinet under the sink. “There are some spares in there.”

Kai bent down and pulled out a small tub containing eight brand new toothbrushes. He tilted the box my way with a raised eyebrow.

“They were on sale,” I said breezily, standing up with the towel still wedged between my legs. I hobbled over to the shower and turned it on to heat up.

“Do you know you still have mascara on one eye?”

I yanked the towel out from between my legs and shoved him over from the mirror to look.

Shit. He was right. I’d only managed to remove